Taylor's pov
As soon as I send the text, I quickly turned off my phone and placed it down next to me? I closed my eyes but I couldn't stop thinking about the text. Did I sound too excited? What if he thinks I'm flirting with him? Will he even reply? What if I send it to the wrong number?
Deciding not to overthink anymore, I turned off the lights and laid down, hoping that I could sleep right away. Soon, I felt my eyelids drop and I fell into a deep slumber.
-The next morning-
The bright sunlight shines through the curtains of my bedroom, making me open my eyes with a groan. I stretch my arms up, careful not to wake Benji and reached over to grab my phone. The phone automatically opens with my Face ID and I see a notification on messages. Excitedly, I open the app and see a respond.
Travis: Bro, stop playing with me, it's not funny.
I furrowed my eyebrows. Who does he think I am? Maybe he thinks I'm one of his friends. But hey, at least he texted back.
Taylor: it's really me! I swear.
Almost immediately, I see three dots appearing on his side.
Travis: I don't trust you.
Travis: Proof?
I giggled, his friends must tease him a lot. Then, I open my camera app and raised the phone over my head, taking a selfie. I checked and saw my face natural, my v neck pyjamas showing the top of my breast, just enough to make me feel sexy, but not enough to see anything else. Before I could regret anything, I pressed the send button with the caption,
*Picture*
Taylor: It's really me, silly.
Deciding to start the day, I placed my phone back down and went to the washroom, doing my normal routine.
-Time skip-
When I finally finished the french toast and scrambled eggs that I had for breakfast, I decided to watch some grey's, so I walked to the couch and plopped down. The show just started when my phone vibrated with a beep, making my pick it up. Turning it on, I see a text from Travis.
Travis: holy shit, it's really you.
Travis: I'm so sorry that I doubted you earlier. Hi, I'm Travis. How are you?
I smiled at his silliness, and damn, I didn't think he was that polite. I was honestly surprised by his manners. People say many football players are douchebags.
Taylor: don't worry about it, no offence taken. I'm doing great, just watching greys right now. What does a football player do on a Saturday morning?
Travis: really? I love that show too. I'm just chilling on my bed, trying to find a movie to watch. Love the picture you sent btw.😉
I felt my cheeks flushing a dark red, tips of my ears burning as I read the text.
Taylor: maybe you can send me one too?😙
Taylor:you know, to return the favour?
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Travis's pov
Taylor: maybe you can send me one too?😙
Taylor:you know, to return the favour?
Damn, I still can't believe I'm actually texting her right now. I open the first button of my shirt then took a picture of myself, smiling giddily.
Travis: * picture*
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After the text I got from Taylor, we kept texting every day and I had made sure to text her good morning and good night. I know it's crazy that she actually reached out, so I'm trying my best not to fuck this up. I try to be as polite as possible, every one likes a gentleman.
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I am finally asking her out though text today. I know it's not easy for her, but I'll try to convince her. I'm flying to New York for a game tomorrow, so I'll see if she has time to spear for me.
Travis: I'm flying to NY tomorrow, and I was just thinking, would you like to meet up sometime?
Travis: no pressure if you are busy though, don't want to interrupt anything.
So...
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-any reviews?
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